Like the last leaf in winter,
Sometimes I hang on too long.
If it is something good –
A relationship, a place, an experience,
A lipstick color, really great ice cream –
I want it in my life forever.
Afraid to leave behind the good I know,
To allow the change to change me,
I just don’t want to let go.
I don’t think I’m greedy,
I think I just love too tightly.
(When you’ve had things ripped away from you,
Maybe you tend to hold fast and hard.)
I’m working on a lighter grip,
A turning over, a letting go.
“If you love someone, set them free.”
I know you have to make space
For something new to come through.
Yet, still, I love who and what I love.
And in my heart of hearts,
I wish it could last forever.
So like a child, I let go begrudgingly.
I blink back the tears, await what comes next.